Exoplanet Echo
Lonely stars speak in silence.
Vibrations cross confines,
unheard yet intimate.
Shadows stretch,
waiting for the dawn.
Pale Nebula
Fleeting glimpses,
flicker through time.
Forgotten amongst
the cosmic dust.
We are but specters,
tracing our breaths.
Charted Uncertainty
Mapping the unseen,
with touch-only.
Fingers etching scars
on the dark,
a cipher of copper
and salt.